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It's New Years Eve. Everybody's celebrating...Unless you happen to be elderly.Then, it may not be a party for you.It may be the emergency room.New Years Eve at Eighty-two.What it was like for a dear friend of ours.What it may be like for you or someone you love someday.

Just when you think things can't get worse. They do. Then what do you do? There are some things, you just cannot ignore. Or can you?

Spend an evening with famous southern writer Rick Bragg, listening to him as I did, then wonder as I did, why there wasn't a black face in the house. Maybe there isn't a reason. Maybe there is. Rick Bragg says that no writer tells the whole truth. I tried to...As I saw it. That didn't go over to well...With a special someone in Rick's life. As you will see.

In war time, it's dangerous to even want a drink of water. Especially, if you were raised in a butcher shop.And that's what war is: A Butcher Shop.

I wasn't a man, until my father died. That day changed everything in my life. Now I have a daughter… And I am beginning to understand… What I put my parents through… In terms of worrying alone. Sometimes… I just want to play dead.

Meet Danny Boy Brothers - a wild haired, hard driving Southern man that's got one goal in life: To write a Number one Country Hit... and buy me the writer... a Cadillac.

This short piece was written at a time when things looked better for the state of Alabama... and all the people therein. Little did anyone know how hard and how dirty and how quickly those who did not want to see the state change would strike back against that change... and the person who led it.

Who on earth would pay one hundred dollars for a single brick…and a broken one at that? I, the author, did. And I don't regret it at all. Why not? Because that brick gives me hope. And maybe it will inspire you, too…that through courage and sacrifice…we can make a better world for all people.

Today I spoke with a dead woman. Or rather, she spoke to me and I listened. To be more specific, today a dead woman spoke to me, through a medium of sorts. Not a psychic. The woman who brought the dead woman to life, was an actress. Not just any actress, but a magnificently talented one. Perhaps I should explain….

Did you ever know someone who was so cool that everyone knew he or she was destined for Fame and Fortune, and Glory? I did. His name was Nick the Lion. But don't worry. Now he's going to get his. He just made the only mistake he ever made. And it is going to do him in.

All older people want to do... is feel alive again. Sometimes, it takes an angel. Welcome to an eighteen year old one. A friend of mine.

About this story: People do strange things. I am one of them. Don't call the police on me. I'll fix it.

In Alabama, there is only one person greater than "The Bear." That's JC himself. And although the legend has now been dead thirty years this year, he still has tremendous power over people - even non-believers. Even when they're not awake. I was one of them. A non-believer. Until he straightened me out in the strangest way.

What would you do if you were in a public place - a Doctor's waiting room - and a bigot came in and started spouting his hatred for one and all to hear. Would you keep silent? I did not.

Is racism over, like the majority of the Supreme Court seem to think it is? Or is it just hidden away, a big joke to be shared by a certain kind of white person. Decide for yourself.

Santa leaves one final letter for a very special child. Don't feel bad if tears fall as you read it. Santa's crying, too. A Christmas story that will have you looking in the mirror at Christmas.... And remembering when your child or children were small. Or when you were.

Your daughter is fifteen. You've got to teach her how to drive. But will you survive? Do you remember when you were learning to drive? And that time you learned how determined fishermen are to catch the big one? Two connected stories, "The Driving Lesson" and "The Patience of Fishermen," are written by the author of a top 100 Free for Kindle Story The Killing of Train-Man Brown.

Come along and catch a glimpse into a world you rarely see. Perhaps you've seen a hint of it out of the corner of your eye...but it's better to ignore it. Isn't it? In this instance, it all starts out under a Magnolia Tree...And ends where?

I laid down alone one night near midnight, on the site of Pickett's Charge in Gettysburg, where so many brave Rebels died. That is true. It is also true that I shouldn't have done that. For in doing so, not only did I defile Holy Ground where so many brave men gave their all... but I asked for trouble as well. This is the story of what happened after I did that.

Come along on a "Holly Jolly" trip to a "Doc in a Box" on Christmas Day. See what you missed by not getting sick on that special day... and rejoice in the gift of having your health and not wasting precious Holiday time in a Doc in a Box waiting room. Is that Rudolph in the waiting room next to yours? No. Just another kid with the flu. Now, get back to waiting.